stand back this is gonna be good deep in the woods have you seen the full moon’s out and the change it brings inside of me? we’re gonna get our due we’re howling at the moon we are the lupis lycan kind we are an old bloodline we are the bloodline those who dare walk woods alone should know that there is truth to the stories of the youth it keeps them out of hungry hands from the beasts that hunt these lands on shadowed eves tavern owners know they told you not to go that there are nights when you draw those curtains tight keep the fire burning bright and heed that gypsy woman’s words: “even a man who is pure at heart and says his prayers by night may become a wolf when the wolf’s bane blooms and the autumn moon is bright” when frost forms on the fields we’ll sense your heat through chill we’re moving in to kill you know we will.